Chapter 694: Terrible sleeping posture! Indecisive!

Just as Natsume Chikage was about to sink into dreamland.

Kaga Reisa, on the side of his sister's bedding, seemed to have an unsettled sleeping posture.

She rolled over unconsciously in her sleep, bringing the thin quilt wrapped around her, and rolled into the narrow gap between the two beds, immediately arriving at the edge of Natsume Chikage's bed.

Because of her terrible sleeping posture, the quilt wasn't even covering her body.

Although the room was pitch black, with only the extremely faint light from outside the window.

Yet Natsume Chikage could still clearly feel a figure, carrying warm body heat and shallow breaths, pressed against the edge of his bed, mere inches away.

He was slightly stunned, then sat up, feeling somewhat amused.

Guided by the blurry light from outside the window, he looked toward his sister's side.

He saw that most of the quilt on Natsume Ruri's body had been rolled away; she was curled up, seemingly feeling the chill in her sleep, shivering slightly, yet still immersed in deep sleep, completely unaware.

Witnessing this scene, Natsume Chikage couldn't help but smile.

But of course, he couldn't bear to let his sister catch a cold.

Thinking for a moment, he carefully turned to his side, extended his arm, intending to gently pick up Kaga Reisa, who was wrapped in the quilt and sleeping soundly, and put her back beside his sister.

He made his movements as light as possible, his arm passing behind her neck and under her knees.

And just at the moment she was picked up, Kaga Reisa had actually woken up.

Or rather, when she rolled to Natsume Chikage's side, she was already in a half-dreaming, half-waking state.

At this moment, being picked up and surrounded by warm arms, her body instantly stiffened for a moment, her heart beating violently in the darkness, her cheeks instantly burning hot.

She opened a slit of her eyes slightly, peeked secretly, and only then realized in the haze—it was her sleeping posture that was too terrible, and she had actually rolled to Natsume-brother's side.

So Natsume-brother was now going to carry her back.

Thinking of this, her face in the darkness turned even redder, as if it were about to burn up.

The secret of her terrible sleeping posture had been discovered... what should she do...

When Natsume Chikage gently picked up Kaga Reisa, his body inevitably felt the weight and curves of the girl, soft and warm.

His movements paused slightly, he recited "Amitabha" inwardly, then gathered his focus, and carried her more steadily toward his sister's bedding.

And Kaga Reisa, held firmly in Natsume Chikage's arms, kept her eyes tightly closed, not daring to move at all, even holding her breath subconsciously.

However, the body temperature belonging to Natsume Chikage, transmitted through the thin pajamas, and that reassuring, steady strength, made her feel exceptionally warm.

That heat seemed to spread all the way to her heart, making her heartbeat faster and faster, and her cheeks hotter and hotter.

Unfortunately, in the darkness, Natsume Chikage couldn't perceive her embarrassment at all.

After placing Kaga Reisa steadily back beside his sister, Natsume Chikage looked at his sister, who still didn't have her quilt covered properly and was shivering slightly in her sleep, and then looked at Kaga Reisa beside her, who seemed to have an unsettled sleeping posture.

He thought for a moment and made a decision.

He gently pulled over the quilt he had been covering himself with, carefully covered Kaga Reisa with it, and carefully tucked in the corners to prevent her from kicking it off again.

In this way, Kaga Reisa would cover herself with one quilt alone.

His sister Ruri would cover herself with her own.

As for Natsume Chikage himself, he felt the temperature in the room—it wasn't cold.

And his physique was far superior to ordinary people, and his tolerance for cold was much stronger.

He casually picked up a spare jacket from the side of the bed, covered himself with it, lay down again, and soon sank into sleep once more.

And Kaga Reisa, covered with the quilt Natsume Chikage had been using, clearly felt the body temperature and fresh scent belonging to him remaining on the quilt.

That feeling seemed to gently wrap her up, exactly the same as the sense of security she felt when he picked her up just now.

For a long time, the lingering sense of loneliness when she was alone in the empty house was now replaced by an indescribable warmth.

In this unprecedented atmosphere of security, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, her breathing gradually became long and even, and she finally truly sank into deep sleep.

The next day.

The faint light of early morning slipped into the room through the gap in the curtains.

Natsume Chikage woke up on time, driven by his biological clock, and felt his chest somewhat heavy.

He opened his sleepy eyes, looked down—

It turned out that the white cat "Nanio" had drilled in from the gap in the window again at some point, and was currently curled into a ball of white fur, sleeping soundly on his chest.

Seeing this scene, Natsume Chikage couldn't help but laugh and scold inwardly, "You stinky cat."

He just wanted to lift his arm to gently pick up this uninvited cat and then get up for morning exercise, but suddenly found his left arm numb.

He turned his head to look to the left and was stunned.

At some point, Kaga Reisa had actually "migrated" over from his sister's bedding, and was currently holding his left arm tightly, her cheek pressed against his sleeve, sleeping very soundly.

Natsume Chikage's expression instantly became somewhat subtle.

He didn't have time to think too much, and could only carefully and extremely slowly try to pull his arm out of her embrace, fearing that a slightly larger movement would wake her up.

Just as he was trying to move his arm.

The white cat "Nanio" on his chest also let out a big yawn and woke up.

It sensed that Natsume Chikage had woken up, immediately let out two affectionate "meow" sounds, and then stood up, rubbing its little head against Natsume Chikage's cheek and chin one by one.

Natsume Chikage's body instantly stiffened, too scared to move, and hurriedly glanced at Kaga Reisa with his peripheral vision.

Seeing that she still had her eyes closed and her breathing was steady, seemingly not woken up by the cat's meowing, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought helplessly: You stinky cat, it's enough that you eat my free food, don't cause trouble at a time like this.

He extended his right hand, which could still move freely, gently rubbed the white cat's furry little head, then picked it down from his chest and placed it on the tatami mat beside him.

Subsequently, he continued that slow and difficult work, bit by bit liberating his left arm from Kaga Reisa's warm embrace.

After finally successfully pulling out his arm, Natsume Chikage breathed a silent sigh of relief.

He looked at this girl whose sleeping posture was truly "outstanding," and then looked at his sister on the other side who was still sleeping soundly, and smiled helplessly.

He leaned over, carefully tidying up the quilts on the two girls, especially tucking in the corners of his sister's quilt tightly.

After doing all this, he got up lightly, walked into the narrow bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and made himself completely awake.

After changing into a light sports outfit, Natsume Chikage opened the door silently and went out for his daily morning exercise.

And the white cat "Nanio," left in the room, seeing Natsume Chikage just rub its head and leave, seemed somewhat dissatisfied, let out a few soft "meows" at the closed door, but soon felt sleepy again.

It let out a yawn, patrolled the room, and finally found a warm and soft place—the edge of Kaga Reisa's quilt—curled up, and continued its nap.

And Kaga Reisa, who had been "sleeping soundly," only slowly opened one eye after Natsume Chikage left.

Her cheeks still carried the shy, rosy hue that hadn't completely faded.

She reached out and gently stroked the soft, warm fur of the white cat lying beside her.

The train station in the early morning.

The air was cool, carrying the unique clarity of a city morning.

"Goodbye, Brother, we two are going to school!" Natsume Ruri waved goodbye energetically.

"Natsume-brother... goodbye." Kaga Reisa's voice was thinner than usual, carrying a trace of imperceptible shyness and embarrassment, and her gaze didn't dare to look directly at Natsume Chikage.

"Mm, be careful on the road. If anything happens, remember to call me immediately." Natsume Chikage nodded and watched the "4K" girl group walk toward the platform in the opposite direction.

Not long after.

Accompanied by a rhythmic mechanical operation sound and broadcast prompt tone, the train Natsume Chikage was to take slid slowly into the platform, and the train door opened with a "pssh" sound. ===== CHAPTER 695 =====